You're probably one of them knee-jerk liberals that thinks us gun boys would shoot our guns because it's an extension of our penises.
Never thought about it that way. It could be true.
Well, maybe it is. But this is gun country.
We heard shots. What happened?
I sent them a message.
What's the car for?
Bait.
Are you free tomorrow Paul?
Sure, What else would I be doing?
(several gunshots are heard and the credits roll)
We want you to get out of New York... Permanently.
Yo bitch! Come here I wanna eat you! I'm gonna to lick you all over! [Laughes]
I'm coming for you bitch! Come here! I wanna eat you! [Continues to harass Maria while holding on to the roof the car] Come on bitch! Come on!
Come on bitch! Stop the **** car! Stop- [Maria makes a screeching stop which cause Hermosa to fall off the car]
You're mine now bitch! I'm gonna **** kill ya! [runs over to the car and is about to open the door to rape Maria]
We gotta let the cops handle this, Dad.
Yeah? Well, what if the cops can't handle this?
I made chicken, I hope you like it. It's the only thing I know how to make.
Chicken's good. I like chicken.
Who the **** are you?!
Death.
Any chance of catching these men?
There's a chance, sure.
Just a chance?
I'd be less than honest if I gave you more hope, Mr. Kersey. In the city, that's the way it is.
Do you believe in Jesus?
Yes I do.
Well, you're gonna meet Him.
(Kersey then kills Stomper with his Beretta Cheetah pistol)
Goodbye
(Kersey then shoots Jiver in the head with his Beretta Cheetah pistol)
Where do you think I've been?
Killing muggers?
Where's my wallet?
I ain't got it!
You've got a prime figure. You really have, you know.
That's a euphemism for fat.